Roger Alan Wade - Southbound train

^D Sang an old gospel song ^G stoned on Blue Ribbon ^Dbeer ^DPeople don’t get Me wrong, God knows I’m stone si^Ancere ^D Let the neighbors talk, ask the P^Greacher Man to ^Dpray When I ^Ddie just gather My family,^A sing Amazing ^DGrace

Oh when ^GI die, lay My soul on a southbound ^Dtrain Don’t You ^Acry Mamma, Jesus kept the p^Dain You can bury My ^Gbody in Detroit City in the early morning ^Drain Oh when I ^Adie, lay My soul on a southbound ^Dtrain

Got My o^Dld flat top Gibson on the b^Gack porch playin' ^Dblues It’s ^Dtoo cool to go barefoot, but I ain’t wearin no ^Ashoes Just ^Dmellowing out and rolling down the ^Gback roads of My ^Dmind Past them ^Dold churchyards and honkytonks^A, bullet riddled ^Droad signs

Oh when I ^Gdie, lay My soul on a southbound ^Dtrain Don’t You ^Acry Mamma, Jesus kept the p^Dain You can bury My ^Gbody in Detroit City in the morning ^Drain When I ^Adie, just lay My soul on a southbound ^Dtrain

When I d^Gie, lay My soul on a southbound t^Drain Don’t You ^Acry, Jesus kept the p^Dain Bury My b^Gody in Detroit City in the morning r^Dain When I d^Aie, lay My soul on a southbound t^Drain Oh when I ^Adie, just lay My soul on a southbound ^Gtrain